Honghuang: My Gonggong will not hit Buzhou Mountain

With the escape of the old ancestor of the firmament, everything came to an end.

However, cause and effect are kept.

Even co-workers also nod big.

Now, the Wu Clan is estimated to have a joint work that can match the Firmament Old Ancestor.

After all, the Firmament Old Ancestor is a veteran quasi-saint, the Nine Heavens Doppelganger cannot be underestimated, and the Law of Thunder mastered is also powerful.

And through this battle, the benefits are not small, not only did they get some innate qi, but the divine court also established a threat, which shocked a lot of nights.

“I’m still not strong enough.” There is a sense of urgency in the heart of the co-workers.

First, Hongjun became holy, high above, and then the old ancestor of the firmament appeared.

Perhaps the flood famine also hides a few quasi-saint powers, which makes the gonggong dare not take it lightly.

Now, the innate clear qi in Gonggong’s body and the innate turbid qi in his body can be considered to be in harmony and can be fused.

As long as the innate clear qi and the innate turbid qi are perfectly fused, it is chaos.

A physique with chaotic characteristics, that is, a chaotic body, is far from being comparable to an acquired chaotic body.

And the chaotic body with Pangu bloodline is the top level in the chaotic body, and then cultivate the chaos yuan god, that is, the top innate demon god.

“Gonggong, you have three laws? And that magical power? Is it the Great Mill of Demon Zuluo? Zhu Rong asked in amazement.

Di Jiang and other ancestors also looked at the gonggong one by one.

“I got a little chance in the Celestial Realm, comprehended the Law of Devouring and the Law of Destruction, and also cultivated the Great Mill of Annihilation.” Gonggong replied casually.

Unknowingly, he was so far behind Gonggong, which made Zhurong also depressed.

Not only Zhurong, but also the rest of the ancestors were depressed.

The most embarrassing thing is Di Jiang, he is the eldest of the twelve ancestors.

In the flood wilderness, strength is paramount, and the Wu tribe advocates strength.

With the current strength of Gonggong, Dijiang is still qualified to be the big brother?

“Perhaps, you can find an opportunity to let Gonggong be the first ancestor.” Di Jiang thought to himself.

Gonggong found a glimmer of life for the Wu clan, and the building wood that Pangu left in Buzhou Mountain was also obtained by Gonggong, which gave the rest of the ancestors a feeling that Pangu chose to work together.

At this moment, Gonggong’s face changed.

Heaven and earth were suddenly suppressed, and Gonggong had a strong sense of crisis.

Even if the ancestor of the firmament is old, it is impossible for the gonggong to have such a sense of crisis.

“Hongjun?” Gonggong was shocked.

Although the quasi-saint is powerful, but under the saint are all ants, once Hongjun makes a move, Gonggong is not an opponent.

A half-virtual figure appeared in the sky, but it was a projection of Hongjun.

Hongjun’s body was still preaching in the Zixiao Palace, but it was projected to Buzhou Mountain.

When Hongjun’s projection appeared, not only Gonggong, but also the other eleven ancestors, as well as many living beings, also saw it.

“It’s Hongjun Daoist!” Houtu exclaimed.

“It’s not good to come!” Candle Jiuyin glanced at Gonggong worriedly.

“Hmph, even if it’s a mixed element saint, it’s just a projection, and I will burst it with one punch.” Qiangliang still does not know the strength of the Mixed Element Saint.

Although it is only a saint projection, it is not difficult to deal with quasi-saints, and it is easier to deal with the Da Luo Golden Immortal level.

Hongjun’s gaze swept over the ancestors, and he stopped on the gonggong.

“Gonggong, you have cultivated the Great Mill of Demon Zuluo’s Destruction of the World, and your crime is extremely evil, and the poor road will suppress you under this Buzhou Mountain for ten thousand years today.” Hong Jun said indifferently.

Although it is a desire to add sin, cultivating the Great Mill of Annihilation is also prone to karma.

Even if Gonggong did not cultivate the Great Mill of Annihilation, Hongjun would not let Gonggong go.

The main thing is the strength of the co-worker, and what he did, which made Hongjun a little uneasy.

Although he was already a Heavenly Dao Saint, Hongjun was not satisfied, and he still wanted to steal the authority of Hong Huang with his body.

Mastering the Dao of Heaven and becoming the Lord of the Flood Desolation is also a shortcut to the Dao of Enlightenment.

You know, although the flood wilderness was opened up by Pangu, there were also many innate demon gods to perfect.

The innate demon gods who were killed by Pangu all fell into the flood and incarnated all things, and Pangu was the last to incarnate all things.

“Want to suppress me for ten thousand years?” Gonggong’s face was gloomy.

If it is the personality before the crossing, Gonggong is estimated to be panicked now, but affected by the soul memory of the predecessor, Gonggong is also a little panicked now, but it is more angry.

As soon as he heard that Hongjun wanted to suppress Gonggong, Dijiang and other ancestors were also angry, and came to Gonggong one by one, obviously advancing and retreating together.

Below, there are also some big witches and small witches who are also indignant.

Hongjun didn’t say much, a finger stretched out, and the sage’s mana crushed towards Gonggong.

A projection, a finger, but it makes the co-worker feel powerless.

It was as if the thirty-three heavens fell with a bang, the earth shattered, and all things perished.

The strength of the Mixed Element Saint seems to be far beyond the imagination of Gonggong.

At this moment, Gonggong only felt that the eleven ancestral witches around him had disappeared.

All things in heaven and earth seem to be condensed in the finger of Hongjun.

An enlightenment appears in the mind of the co-workers.

As strong as a quasi-saint, it is also insignificant in front of the Mixed Element Saint.

Under the trampling of manpower, how to let the ants struggle is also in vain.

Behind Gonggong, there are not only the projection of Pangu Hall, but also the projection of Pangu, but they are all suppressed.

The disparity in strength is too great.

“Is it just a projection of the Mixed Element Saint, and it is so powerful that it makes people despair?” Co-work is difficult to accept.

A projection is so powerful, how powerful should the essence of the Mixed Element Saint be?

The ontology is more than 10,000 times more powerful than the projection!

If it is an ordinary quasi-saint, I am afraid that the will to fight has collapsed, but the fighting intent of the gonggong has not collapsed.

“Boom!”

The true body of co-workers is getting bigger and bigger.

100,000 zhang… Million zhang… Tens of thousands of zhang….

Raising his hands high, resisting this sage mana, he felt that it was more difficult than ever.

Although it was the true body of the ancestor Wu who had reached the eighth turn of the nine-turn Xuangong, and there were three laws, it was still too weak in front of a projection of the saint.

Gritting his teeth, he sacrificed the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.

As soon as the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag came out, there were suddenly thousands of black lotuses.

For a while, the power of the Water Law of Gonggong increased a little, and his pressure was also a little less.

“What? The Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, one of the innate five square flags? Hongjun was also stunned.

What surprised Hongjun the most was that Gonggong could refine innate spirit treasures.

An ancestral witch without a Yuan God, refining innate spirit treasures?

As for the weapons of the ancestor witch, although they are also innate spirit treasures, they are companion spirit treasures, and the origin and the ancestor witch are closely related, and they can be recognized by spilling blood.

The ancestors and witches had long known that Gonggong could refine innate spirit treasures, but Gonggong actually had the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag.

The Xuanyuan Water Control Banner is the magic weapon of the ancestral dragon, and after the fall of the ancestral dragon, this treasure disappeared and actually reached the hands of the gonggong.

As long as it can be refined, the power exerted by the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag in the hands of Gonggong is quite amazing.

Looking at the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag sacrificed by Gonggong, Hongjun frowned slightly, thinking that it would be easy to suppress Gonggong, but he underestimated it a little.

“It doesn’t seem easy to suppress co-workers with one projection.” Hongjun was secretly worried.